I woke up and ran to Haymitch's house. Drunk as usual he got on a coat and slumped out the door. "Let's go." He grunted. He walked over to Peeta's. I stayed behind. Ever since Peeta had punched me at Greasy Sae's while having a flashback, I felt like we were strangers. My Peeta, the Peeta I loved was gone. And I had to except that. No matter what delusions I was getting from him volunteering I pushed to the back of my head. He could never love me the way that the old Peeta did.
As Peeta's buff figure appeared around the corner I hopped on the train. Soon enough the sliding door opened and in stomped Haymitch and Peeta.
"Finally!" Effie chirpily announced. No matter how hard she tried you could hear the sadness in her voice. Two years of decent victors with winning ability just to see us come back once again. Haymitch immediately sat down and took out his flask.
The train ride felt like it went on for hours. Everytime Peeta aproched me I made a lame excuse that I had to go to the restroom or something of that sort. Finally after what seemed like years we arrived at the capitol. As soon as I saw it memories flooded back. An image of Peeta being tortured penetrated my eyes. My head whipped around thinking of the old Peeta, my Peeta. I scampered of to my room not being able to bear the sadness this place brought to my heart.
I heard a banging on my door.
"Get out! Wer'e here!" Haymitch's dry voice boomed through the thin walls.
"coming." I groaned in reply. When I stepped out of the train My head swarmed with images of everything that had happened since my first hunger games. Then my eyes went black and my mind went blank.
I woke up in hard warm arms. "Who is this?" I questioned in a sleepy tone.
"Peeta." The voice replied. I jumped out of his arms.
"Katniss? Are you okay?" Peeta sounded worried and I could't help seeing my Peeta burried somewhere deep inside what had replaced him. I slowly backed away to the nearest chair and silently sat down.
"No." I finally responded.
"Why not?" Then I saw sadness spread across his face. "Haymitch has been helping me. Along with Effie and your mother and Prim."
"I know. I just, You aren't the same. You aren't the Peeta I know." As soon as I had said it I regretted it. Hurt twinkled in Peeta's soft eyes.
"I don't hate you Katniss, I love you." Then he got up and left. My heart felt pained and I knew My Peeta was down their. I just had to dig. Haymitch entered the room.
"Come on sweatheart. Come and find your room." I silently obeyed. 'You know you might be able to catch a glimpse of some other tributes when we walk over to our distric's area." He taunted. We walked down corridors with turns and twists. Then I heard a farmiliar voice.
"Gale." I peeped not sounding like myself. He stared at me with shock on his face.
"Katniss. You're here."
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